The couple who lived across the street from me moved out. I found out later that the husband was cheating on his wife and they broke up. That would explain why it felt like she hated men whenever I saw her.
I'd wave hello to her and she'd either pretend not to see me, or give me a cold, insincere wave back. I was thinking that she was just a bitch. I really started to hate her after a while, but it all makes sense now.
Had I known what she was going through I would have handled things differently. I would've said, hey wait a minute, I'm just the neighbor! I'm not him!
Supposedly, it's a common occurrence for women, and I guess men, to hate the opposite sex after a bad breakup. I certainly can understand it, but I'm not sure I ever felt that way.
Wait, on second thought, hell yeah I've felt that way.
